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Then, with the early thornless flowers, fresh with the glistening dew,—
As emblem of their future road,—the wedded's path- way strew;
Oh! still, dew fresh, in either soul, live music, spring, and hope,
Nor much of care upon life's way, be their's wherewith to cope.

None would I wish, if such could be;—but oh! life's little span
Unchequered, to the passing foot, ne'er falls to lot of man,
But soft as spring-clouds shadows flit, o'er meads in light arrayed,
May every life-attending care prove but a fleeting shade.
Be their's all bliss which wedded love to noble hearts can bring;
No discord touch affection's lute, to wake one jarring string:
One heart, one home, one altar, long in love may they enjoy.
And every Heaven-sent happiness be their's without alloy.

Whilst wishes round the festive board flow warm in Burns's land,
Oh! bear them, bear them proudly on, ye waves, to Erin's strand;
Let Erin's daughters to receive the fair young bride come forth,
(For never trod their fertile shores more loveliness and worth),